In the center of this crowded place, Huang Nuan burst into tears...
Chen Xinyi's eyes were slightly red, and she patted her back to comfort her: "Stop crying, it's embarrassing."
Huang Nuan choked with sobs, wiping her tears with a tissue and shouting: "I am crying with joy, why am I so embarrassed!" In this year, he felt resentment when the two of them forced him to answer questions, but at this moment, he felt more grateful.
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She hugged Chen Xinyi with her backhand, then put her arm around Yu Jian's shoulders, and said sincerely: "Thank you."
Chen's father also learned the news. When the three of them entered the house, he placed colorful ribbons on the occasion. Ms. Liao held Chen Xinyi and wiped her tears. She truly regarded her as her own child and was happy for her from the bottom of her heart. This child
She originally wanted to go to flight school, but because she married Lao Chen and had a child, she suddenly changed her direction.
But after all, she had to go to the north thousands of miles away, and Ms. Liao felt heartbroken.
She pulled Chen's father's sleeve and suggested in a low voice: "Hurry up and buy your child a house in the capital."
Chen Xinyi: You two are really not a family. You don’t belong to the same family...
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The village was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the village chief helped each household hang up colorful lanterns, especially the homes of the three girls, who personally posted festive red stripes.
Yu Yuan is now the most handsome boy in the village. Everyone who sees him will say: "Your sister is awesome——"
He walked by with his head held high and his chest held high, thinking: Isn't that right? I don't care about anyone's sister.
When Yu Jian arrived home, Raoxiang TV station also came. Raoxiang took a total of more than a dozen major exams this year, and Xi'ao Village took three of them. One of them was the top scorer in liberal arts in Raoxiang and the first in the province.
Three people, including the deputy director of Raoxiang Education Bureau, came.
The village chief, wearing a formal Chinese tunic suit and speaking with a local accent, boasted to the camera: "There are outstanding people in Xi'ao Village. They all say that eating more fish and shrimp is good for your memory and is nutritious. The three of them have been eating us villagers since they were children."
Caught seafood..."
The topic of good education turned into an introduction to local specialties from his hometown. The deputy director coughed and the microphone immediately turned to Yu Jian. Yu Jian was stunned for half a second, and saw the village chief winking at her desperately and smiling: "Village
You’re right…”
The teacher-appreciation banquet was scheduled for three days later, and Yu Jian was going to host it herself to thank her teachers for their tolerance and cultivation over the past three years.
Huang Mingming never thought that he would be able to teach a city champion in his lifetime, and almost become a provincial champion. Recently, he felt like he was floating when he walked, especially under the envious eyes of other teachers.
So when the students invited him to dinner, he readily agreed and taught Yu Jian: "Don't be too extravagant."
So Yu Jian thought about it a lot and prepared a feast of seafood, which was high in protein and would not put a big burden on the body even if she ate too much.
The uncles and aunties at the fish market were very happy to see her. They gave her a lot of fresh goods and gave her a lot of discounts. They said that because she had the fairy spirit of the number one scholar, she would have good luck in the year.
Yu Jian curled her lips and listened carefully to every auspicious word they said, and answered one or two words in the local dialect from time to time. Sometimes, the happiness of the villagers is very simple.
Monodon shrimps are as thick as a child's arm, and they taste great when boiled in chicken soup; shrimp shells are made with a firm paste and are fried with salt and pepper; oysters are grilled with garlic vermicelli, and the juice and sauce are blended together
; The eels are all fat and served with braised sour plums, sour and sweet...
Huang Mingming only heard about Yu Jian's good cooking skills in rumors, but when he actually tasted it, he was astonished.
In the coastal areas of Raoxiang, every household has a variety of fish and shrimp delicacies on their dining tables, but this is the first time Huang Mingming has tasted such good taste.
"Hey, please be more restrained." He knocked on the English teacher's stool next to him and reminded him.
This guy couldn't even lift his head from eating. There was a plate full of shrimp shells at the door. When he was disturbed, he bit the tail of the monodon shrimp and raised his head, looking at him in confusion.
Huang Mingming sighed, how could he make a foodie less hungry? He shook his head: "It's okay, you can continue eating."
The English teacher was almost in tears after eating. He was young and loved to eat. He always kept snacks in the office, which made other teachers laugh at him: How could a man love snacks so much?
It’s not that he likes to eat snacks, it’s because he can’t find delicious staple food. No matter whether it’s near school or home, there is no restaurant that suits his taste. As time goes by, he can only eat snacks to fill his stomach.
The student's thank you banquet today made him realize that there is such a delicious thing in this world. For example, the sour plum eel, the sauce is perfect. An extra bit of sour plum juice would make it too sour, and an extra bit of sugar would make it too sweet.
The eel is first grilled and then braised. The skin is charred and crispy, and the fish meat is rich in fat, but not greasy at all.
It is no exaggeration to say that with this plate of braised eel with pickled plums, he could finish three bowls of white rice.
The math teacher thought the king squid with soy sauce was particularly delicious. She is from the north, and her husband came with her when he was working in Raoxiang. Unknowingly, she stayed there for several years. The food in the south can be said to be light or light, heavy or heavy.
When she ate it, she always felt like there was no taste in her mouth.
Garlic cloves were added to the squid, stir-fried with dried chili peppers, and a thick sauce was poured on it. When she ate it in her mouth, the squid was chewy and chewy. The key was the spicy taste that hit her forehead and brought her back to her hometown.
of the sea.
Huang Mingming's is a typical local taste. First, have a bowl of refreshing chicken soup, take a delicious sip of shrimp roe, then eat a piece of abalone simmered in chicken soup, and finally drink a sip of hot tea. This is the most comfortable way to eat in Raoxiang.
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"You must be more discerning recently." After eating and drinking, Huang Mingming began to teach her his experience, "I guess many universities are coming to you recently."
Huh? Yu Jian opened her mouth slightly, not understanding what he meant.
"The top universities in China are all preparing to recruit students. I guess they may be on their way now. Have you decided which school to apply for?"
"Beijing University." Yu Jian replied, this has always been her goal and it has never changed.
Huang Mingming smiled: "Okay, then I wish you, a quasi-Beijing university student, a happy college life in advance!"
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand. Yu Jian held the warm palm and felt that it was continuously transmitting strength.
"Are you okay?" The math teacher stood at the entrance of the courtyard, looking at his watch anxiously. The ferry was about to leave in ten minutes. The English teacher was still whispering to Yu Jian inside.
Yu Jian sent him her phone number and sent him a picture: "This is the number of my dad's store. It's the same number on WeChat. When you want to eat meatballs, just send a message and ask them to send it to you."
The English teacher was furious: "I'll buy it!" He wanted to buy a dozen or twenty kilograms and freeze it in the refrigerator, and eat it slowly.
The first half of the volume is finished.
The part in Raoxiang has ended, and we will turn to the capital next.
I always feel that the first half has always given me beauty, family love, friendship, and village love... so I cherish these very much and can't bear to end it.
But the main event is in the second half, love, conspiracy, twists and turns, but what I always want to say is: there is not only modesty in life, but also poetry and distance~
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